Well this place has fallen into disuse...
My only excuse is that I currently work three jobs and tend to be so tired by the time I limp home at night that I am just too far gone to write in this thing. That said, here is a massive update:
You probably don't know who this is, but I can assure you, he is 100% awesome. This is Steve Wiebe. He is a junior high science teacher from Washington. I don't actually know him, but if I ever meet him, I am going to give him a firm handshake and a pat on the back. You can learn all about Steve and one of the greatest rivalries of all time by catching a showing of "King of Kong: A Fist Full of Quarters". This is a film about video games, the people who play them, and above all, human nature. It'll warm your heart and split your sides. It is easily the best film I've seen this year, no lies.
Hey, did you know that On The Road is 50 years old as of about a month ago? You did? Alright then. Well, I somehow managed to get through high school and college without ever reading it. I'm currently in the middle, and I guess I understand the hype. Kerouac had this crazed, stream of conscious as-it-happens style which can both grate and delight. I actually haven't decided which side I'm on. I do know that, every time someone catches me reading the book at work they have something to say about it. That could be because I live in Massachusetts and Jack lived in Lowell. Hometown heroes and all of that. I keep thinking "this defined a generation? Ok..." We'll see how I feel at the end of it all. I'm sure it will end up being a lifelong favorite. Maybe.
Avacado sandwiches. Oh man.
How to make the best avacado sandwich evar:
1 ripe avacado
2 slices of swiss cheese
2 slices of focaccia bread
2 tbs of Newman's Own Honey Mustard
whole leaf spinach
1/2 ripe tomato
optional: two slices of tofurkey
Alright... I think you can figure out how to construct a sandwich...
This is Louis Theroux.
I'm basically in love with him.
Yes, he's a British documentarian. You can see a great example of his work here: The Most HAted Family In America
The subject matter is close to my heart as the Phelps family actually wrote horrible things about my late friend Corey on their website and threatened to protest at his funeral in March of 2006. I digress... that isn't the reason I'm in love with Louis. Come on, look at the guy. And watch his work. DROOL. He's like British Colin Meloy... except for being lead singer of British Decemberists he's...uh...
Fuck, I'm twitterpated.
And finally:
Alright, a part of me hates to see summer end... but that part of me is easily silenced by the part of me that LOVES autumn brews, my favorite of which is Sam Adams Oktoberfest. Yes, this brew basically tastes like the smell of fall. Smooth, woody, with a nice hint of pumpkin.
That's all I got, kids.
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